Showing posts with label Liz Maverick. Show all posts
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April 5, 2020

Retro Review: If This Bed Could Talk

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This review of If This Bed Could Talk by Liz Maverick, Kimberly Dean and Lynn LaFleur was first published by The Romance Reader in 2006. Back then I rated it 4 Hearts (B grade) with a sensuality rating of NC-17. 

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Yes, another erotica imprint. After catapulting to popularity thanks to smaller presses and electronic publishers, the latest major house to jump on the bandwagon is Avon. Despite being marketed as “hot, sexy fiction” romance readers will be happy to note that every story in this launch anthology features a happily-ever-after. They also feature some wicked sexual tension, effectively dispelling the myth that erotica is nothing more than mechanical sex with no emotion behind it.

Liz Maverick gets things started with Agent Provocateur, which features some unsavory plot devices that would sink this story in no time flat if not for the incredible chemistry between hero and heroine. Vienna James is a gunrunner who has just been arrested for the third time. Three strikes and you’re out in this futuristic world means one thing – slavery.

Vienna is on the auction block and the only thing that will save her from execution is if someone buys her. Michael Kingston buys Vienna because she’s the spitting image of his brother’s traitorous former fiancĂ©. He wants Vienna to seduce their enemy, and steal back something he took from his brother. However when he goes to “train” her, he finds himself falling under her spell. It makes handing her blithely over to the villain a bit more complicated.

A hero who buys the heroine and a revenge plot could have made this a disastrous story, but the sexual tension is enough to peel wallpaper. This is one hot, sexy read – well advertised and delivered. 

Next up is Kimberly Dean with Unrequited. Trista Christiansen is on a date. Her divorce from her professional baseball player ex has been final for eight months and her friends have been urging her to get back out there. Thanks to her date’s ineptitude, they end up eating dinner in a sports bar. The same sports bar where her ex-brother-in-law is enjoying a game of darts and a beer after a long day at work.

Ty cannot believe that Trista is on a date! Especially with such a weenie. He’s had a thing for her for a long time, but she was always Denny’s girl. Well Denny screwed up, and he’s ready to take a shot. Now to convince Trista that they belong together.

Unrequited love is such a great, bittersweet theme. Ty is a blue-collar guy who stayed away from Trista out of respect for his selfish baby brother. Trista is hesitant to get involved with Ty even though she’s wildly attracted to him. Plus, she always considered him a “friend.” That’s the last thing she wants to mess up. Like the Maverick story, the sexual tension leaps off the page, and the final moment when Trista realizes that Ty is the one for her is sweet, sexy and touching.

Last on the list is Lynn LaFleur’s Victim Of Deception, which features one of the more imaginative plots I’ve come across in a while.

Karessa Austin has just inherited a Victorian house from her Aunt Grace. She was thinking of selling, but once she sees the old girl she decides to renovate and move in. Maxwell Hennessey is a professional treasure hunter who is sure a very old, very valuable bearer bond is hidden in the Victorian. One small problem, he used to date Karessa and betrayed her over a “job” he was on. No matter, she’s renovating – he’ll use his connections to get on the job site.

LaFleur’s tale is actually a story within a story – with the Victorian being haunted by Karessa’s great-great grandparents who were murdered. Mary and Aaron have been stuck in limbo over the last 100 years, and feel the key to their freedom is through Karessa and Max reuniting. Luckily, they don’t interfere too much – as Max and Karessa have never truly gotten over each other. All they need a little nudge.

The sex in all of these stories is hot, hot stuff – with LaFleur pushing the envelope almost off the table. That said, all of these characters truly care about each other – giving all of the stories a depth of emotion, and ratcheting up the sexual tension into the stratosphere. With many jumping on the growing erotica bandwagon, I’ll admit I was skeptical. What a pleasant surprise to find three authors, all in the same anthology, getting it all so right. Sit back, enjoy the ride, and lose yourself in the fantasy.

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Wendy Looks Back: The mid-2000s was when The Big Five decided to jump on the erotic romance bandwagon, and this included Harpercollins, who launched Avon Red in 2006.  In fact this anthology was one of the launch titles, hence the first sentence of the first paragraph in this review.  Also, remember 2006. I'm aware I called it "erotica" and that's misleading.  Remember we were still fumbling around in the dark and hadn't settled on labeling such books as "erotic romance" as of yet.

The anthology itself is hard to find, but all three stories are available to purchase as stand-alone novellas (thank you digital boom).  I have very little recall on any of these but something buried in the back of my lizard brain makes me think the Kimberly Dean story was my favorite of the bunch.  And not gonna lie, I'm half tempted to reread the LaFleur story to see if I still think she pushes the envelope off the table.  (Ghost sex? I'm wondering if it was ghost sex....)

September 17, 2010

Gone Fishin'

The time has come for me use those baseball tickets My Man got me for my birthday this year. Of course the plan was for the Tigers to not suck and be in contention, but oh well. At least the White Sox are now 9 games back. I can handle the Twins winning the division, but the White Sox? ::shudder:: Anywho, even though my team, once again, fell apart in the second half, I'm sure the game will still be fantabulous since I'm going with Big Daddy. Hot dogs will be eaten. Beer will be consumed. And I'll try to remember to snap some pictures.

After the trip home for the ball game (oh yeah, and to see my peeps), I'm heading south to North Carolina, the Biltmore Estate and that getaway I won from Deeanne Gist at RWA this summer. I got the official This Is What Is Going On When e-mail this week, and it looks like Gist and her crew have lots of stuff planned. I can't wait to spend time on the grounds, snap an obscene amount of pictures, and talk books with people.

In other news, I'm making myself crazy trying to get all my ducks in a row for this trip. I know I can't be the only woman who does this. My Man is more than capable of taking care of himself, but I still like making sure everything is "set" before I take off. Cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping, bills paid, yada yada yada.

Then of course, there are the books to consider. I actually fret about this a lot less ever since I got my Sony Reader. I just load that up with my Harlequin backlog and hit the road. Uh, and since I have like 60 books on that darn thing right now, I doubt I'll get bored while I'm stuck in airports. However, I did come home from work yesterday to find a present had arrived in the mail. A most glorious wondrous present! And yes, this means I'm actually taking a paper book with me as well.

That's right kiddies, Night Season by Chelsea Cain is in my hot little hands thanks to the sheer awesomeness that is Liz Maverick. Liz is not only awesome because of the ARC gift, and the fact that she writes romance, but because as I learned from Megan Frampton recently, she also has a cocktail ring collection.

Liz might be my new BFF.

She also might now be Big Sis' and Lil' Sis' new BFF. Just sayin'.

And while I plan on reading this on the plane, it's not actually due out until March. So uh, don't expect a review to go live on this blog anytime soon. Just cuz that's how I roll.

As for blogging? Well I've got a couple Random Romance Sunday posts ready to go, so the three of you who like those won't be bored the next couple of Sundays. I won't actually be Internet-less for this entire trip, so I'll do my best to pop in every now and then. Although I'm sure my Twitter account will be like the Sahara....